The mood in a rebounding situation varies on a daily basis as recharging my Duracell capacity requires a combination of multiple variables. Most of the time you’ve got to do it yourself.
I heard someone say … we woke up today, might as well be badasses.
And I was like … yeah … Totally.
I mean hanging out at the Metamucil aisle at the CVS, after getting your cholesterol tested doesn’t seem badass, but you may hear that Bee Gee soundtrack when the results come out with positive numbers and you’re crushing it. Or you may hear Seven Nation Army blaring as you tell yourself you’re gonna kick some ass and get those numbers down because it’s what you got to do.
Running. Outdoors. Music. Creativity. Girls Day/Night Out.
These are the outlets contributing to recharging the battery, and this week proved to be better than most, as I had on as my music jams, meditation, and running providing the needed soul therapy required to operate. There are indeed some factors that were out of my control but focusing on that, I’ve learned, just brings the average vibe down. I woke up a badass, remember? Got to concentrate on what can be done bit by bit. And since I had to hit pause on my previous project, I picked up my Canon this week to see if I could continue improving on my beginner skills.
I realized the weather and sunshine were super helpful on my continued quest to find perspective this week. I have to get used to the camera and telling stories visually, instead of with words, at least for a little bit, until this break is over. Probably will help with storytelling and settings. Angles. Perspective. I’ve found that the soundtrack I play on my headphones also helps see the morning differently. The beat and the words pulse through altering my rhythmic vibrations. Don’t think that it’s making me a better picture taker, but the vibes are better.
Since we’ve been indoors most of the time, taking snapshots outdoors is my first focus. The light is better, and apparently, I have to pay attention to light a lot more now. Depending on where it lands, the light, the story says something different. Just that one aspect of a scene, changes the direction of your visual storytelling. Where the sun hits it, how it’s reflecting off the surface, what kind of colors or glow is it enhancing. Light … what a trip.

Happens with everything else in life too, just one shift makes the day different. I think that’s why I currently enjoy running, when in fact I hated running as a kid. I mean it was … ugh … dreaded. But I realize the power of the shift running can have in my mornings, the power to help frame the day into a badass state of mind and as the lady said you woke up, might as well be a badass.
So, I’m a badass … a badass with a playlist, wearing Saucony’s, sweatpants, and a baseball cap, with a fairly new Canon camera, still figuring out.
Buen Camino, my friends …
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Celso Pina – Cumbia Sobre el Rio Suena
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Vicki Sue Robinson — Turn The Beat Around
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Jon Bon Jovi — Living on a Prayer
Kool and The Gang — Get Down On It
Joe Cocker — With A Little Help From My Friends
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I hang out in the Metamucil aisle . . . and every single time I do the same thing as I pass by. “Huh? Is this Tang? Maybe I’ll give it a shot . . .”
TANG! Ha! I remember Tang. Oh you had me rolling today 🙂 good way to start the morning. Have a good one …
Tang was my jam. Sugar? Never mind the sugar!!!
Love this. Your are truly awesome and amazing . 🙏
Thanks you my friend. Just trying to put one foot in front of the other 🙂